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Heat

Heat

  

by H.D.

Analysis: What's Up With the Title?

This poem's called "Heat" and—no surprises here—this poem's all about heat.

And whether you take "heat" to refer to a swelteringly hot late-summer afternoon, or whether you take "heat" to refer to sexual passion, there's no doubt about it: we feel like we need a cold shower after reading this poem. (Or, you know, at least some wind.)

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